#DP yapping

[alienaxe]

I hate to know how aware he is how everyone in his family avoids touching the right side of his face, even when trying to comfort him and reassure him he’s still the same boy from before the ‘new’ raiders abducted him, lone, Annie and Lincoln. I hate to know how he feels it constantly, how tight his skin is after not being able to grow into it properly, how defensive he gets when someone looks his way while he’s trying to chew his food without it falling out of one side. Garret Genesis ily:(

[angyblobghost]

Danny "piece of shit teenager" Phantom is floating around being a pain in the ass in the Justice League, as normal, when suddenly, he stops in the air.

His head turns 194 degrees, and his smile stretches wide.

"Raven!" He calls, just as the cloaked half demon enters the meeting room.

She stares impassively. "Danny."

"Oh come onnnnnn" the ghost ribs, standing upside down above her like a strange mirror image. "Call me 'Dad' already!"

Raven scowls. "No."

Cyborg, who had entered the watchtower with the girl, looks between them in confusion. "Now what on sweet mother earth is goin' on here?"

Phantom's laughter grated on every eardrum in the vicinity, like cracking glaciers.

"I beat the hell out of her dad, and ate half his soul!" He explains, like it's nothing.

"I took his throne in the duel, so it's only right that I be both a better ruler and a better father, eh?"

"Not my dad." Raven growls.

Phantom just smirks at her, and tosses her a paper bag. She catches it in her magic, and immediately whips out a cookie and begins crunching on it.

On Cyborg's glance, she just glowers. "Not sharing."

[justtwospoons]

This is just another shitpost, a copy and paste from what I spammed my friend at like 5pm- ish Jason or Red-Hood who's known for having 'information from the dead/graves' but his boyfriend is Danny 'phantom' Fenton and will just yap to his boyfriend over ghost gossip and not even realize that he's sharing new/unheard of information to Jason over crimes and other things happening around Gotham or in crime alley

People gossip but the dead talk, and Danny is all too happy to have someone to listen to all the ghost drama with him that the man will yap to Jason for hours. (Jason has timed it before, it got to hour 5 before he called it a day)

No one can figure out how why or when Jason started becoming two or three steps ahead of every villain/gang/goon/whatever, calling 'anonymous' tips into the batfam/police/whoever tf, days or even weeks before anything happened.

Jason who somehow ends up scaring the shit out of the bad guys because they 'changed their plans three times already to lose Red-hood' but yet, somehow, he's waiting for them by the time they arrive to where ever they were meeting up to do their illegal business with a coffee in hand and the police already called and arriving in 5 minutes.

[ghostboyhood]

nobody plays a deranged closeted homosexual in love with his best friend quite like robert sean leonard

[saltymarshmall0w]

DPxDC Prompt: Phantom is the first hero. 

Phantom first appeared when Batman was a mere ghost story on Gotham streets and Superman was just a few rumors of a floating guy in Kansas. 

He showed up on a broadcast for the new musician literally the entire world was obsessed with.

Some strange glowing kid beat up the lead singer and sucked her up in into a thermos, leaving everyone dazed and confused. He left before the audience could gain their bearings and process that they’d just been mind-controlled into practically worshiping what’s-her-face moments ago. 

Not a couple of weeks later, the Mayor of Amity claimed on live television that Phantom was kidnapping, and he quickly became a controversial figure. 

Was he just some kid trying his best to save the people of Amity from ghosts or was he a super-powered individual running around using his abilities to parade around, showing off willy-nilly regardless of the casualties?

Lawmakers in the US started arguing over ghosts— over Phantom entirely. There was no precedent. They started passing laws that would later be the foundation for many Meta hate laws. (Laws the Justice League would have a hell of a time dismantling.) 

Meanwhile, someone takes it into their own hands to put a million-dollar bounty on Phantom. 

No one stopped to think that they are hunting a hero— that Phantom helped exponentially more than he hurt. The only thing standing in between the destruction of Amity and peace was one young teenager, and very few people seemed offended by the prospect. 

Phantom avoided the bounty hunters and went on a robbery spree—seemingly to prove he couldn’t be stopped. 

A few weeks later, Amity disappeared in its entirety for three days— not entirely a surprise, something like that happened— and came back with battle scars and footage of The Ghost boy (invis-o-bill) declaring his name to be Phantom before storming off to fight the evil ghost king. 

The controversies kept coming:

Phantom is ruining Christmas. Phantom is controlling the weather. The entirety of Amity Park is falling asleep. 

Regardless, Phantom became so popular he was a household name. He had fans— mostly in Amity– and reached the height of popularity when he defeated a powerful plant ghost that took over most of the Midwest with a smirk and a snappy comeback. 

Then the Mayor of Amity– a new guy– hired a group of ghost hunters called “Masters Blasters”.

The group had some things Phantom never did: Training, financial backing, a media presence from day one, better tech, Zany personalities and, least controversial of all, they were all entirely human. 

For months, they took down ghost after ghost, dwindling down the ghost population to a mere handful while Phantom struggled to keep up. 

The last video of Phantom includes him accusing the Masters Blasters of something unspoken— that he “knew what they were doing with the ghosts.” He wasn’t happy about it. The petty rivalry quickly turned into a battle. 

The people of Amity quickly became more resentful of the people charging them for their services and fighting their local hero. They were quickly chased out of town.  

But Phantom was never seen again.

None of the ghosts that once populated Amity were ever seen again. 

There was no backup for Phantom. No paranoid bats checking up on their fellow heroes. Three years after his initial debut, Phantom – and just about every ghost-related thing faded into obscurity as Metas took the scene. 

There were wonderful American themed superheroes saving the world from Alien threats and Phantom was quickly forgotten in the rise of the Justice League.  

Over the next decade, hundreds of heroes will emerge worldwide, and the public will soon learn a lot about how heroes operate. 

They will see what teen heroes normally look like– what they look like when they have support and when they don’t. When they’re clearly sleep deprived and overwhelmed and trying their best. They see heroes when theyre mind controlled and scared and hiding injuries. 

Too little too late for Phantom. 

Bonus (optional):

Years later: Batman had more mentees(kids) than anyone can keep track of, Superman had two super boys. Teen heroes were abundant and the Justice League has been established for well over a decade. 

If anyone asks the first hero was Wonder Woman— she was around during the World Wars, wasn’t she? And if not, it must have been Superman for saving Metropolis in his first well-broadcast appearance. 

Through one mishap or another they ended up in the realm between worlds and find themselves in a throne room made up of creepy gothic architecture. skeletons of the undead lined the walls and figures with one big eyeball for heads stared at them from where they huddled in groups along the outlets of the room. 

A boy sat on an uncomfortable throne of stone, wearing kingly regalia for someone much larger than himself. His crown rested around his neck like a spiked collar, a glowing green chain connected from the crown to the floor. 

He had dull, glowing green eyes and limp snow-white hair. The boy hadn’t aged a day since his first appearance yet still changed so much. 

He wasn’t surly or contemptuous like how he is remembered. Rather, Phantom was quick to provide them with a way back home and thank the heroes for taking care of Earth while he was gone. 

He smiled derisively at the hero's concern, revealing that there had been an asteroid— one that he couldn’t get rid of using his usual abilities. He sold his soul for the crown and ring, gaining enough power to divert the Asteroid’s path. 

He had infinite powers at his finger tips and the price was that he was being run ragged trying to solve petty disputes and fight cosmic horrors while his “council” delighted in the power of the throne without any of the responsibility. 

[scrombit]

gsuuddhhdhhhh

[radiance1]

Danny often felt tired, as of late.

He wasn't certain as to why he did, though. It happened after his, apparent, coronation as the Prince of the Infinite Realms and after finally getting a boyfriend out of that damsel in distress who made him into one.

Which was unfortunate, because though he may try, it was very hard to pay attention on dates when Danny felt he just came from using the Ecto-Skeleton and no amount of sleep would make it go away. Fortunately, however, Billy was very understanding and accommodating of his plight, letting him sleep on him whenever he wanted and having their dates be less mentally/physically demanding things.

Man, Danny loved his boyfriend.

Unfortunately, he was away on one of his Justice League mission things.

Another thing he noticed, is that he liked to sleep in more cold places now. Very, very cold places.

So much so, that he genuinely debated moving to the Far Frozen if not for his parents turning his room into a literal walk-in freezer for him.

Did he ever find out why he needs to sleep so much? No, not really. But man.

Danny could go down for a nap right now.

---

Pariah was having a good, very good day.

He woke up, stretched, ate some food he didn't actually need to, did some light exercises after aeons of not using his sword and just fighting in general and sat down for some tea.

Even had a letter from the Master of Time with a P.S that two humans would be busting down his door!

Wait what-

"Ghost King!" Came the rather loud, effeminate shout accompanying the loud slam of his castle doors. "Where is our son!"

Honestly, Pariah is impressed by the lungs on that human.

"You heard her!" He looked down calmly at the... Actually, what in the infinite is that? Since when did humans go walking around with cannons??? "Tell us where our son is our so help me! Ghost King or not we'll exorcise you right where you stand!"

Pariah blinked slowly, very, very slowly.

Then took a sip of his favorite ghost blend then calmly placed the cup back down.

"You must be the boy's, human, parents I presume?" He asked calmly, gaze sweeping over them both. They seemed to be prepared for war, a burning fire in their eyes as they stared down the very King of Infinity and saw only an obstacle.

Oooooh, how that made the part of him that longed, sung for battle purr in sheer delight.

"Why don't you join me for tea?" He said, waving a hand and conjuring forth two extra, human sized, chairs on the opposing end of his table alongside two more tea cups. "And explain whatever is going on, while you're at it."

The two shared a glance between each other, then slowly lowered their weapons down to a point where they could still draw them at a moment's notice, yet not actively antagonizing the king at the same time-

Oh, he just loves these types of mortals.

-before slowly making their way to their seats, which were right next to each other of course. Married and whatnot.

"Tea?" He flicked a finger, filling their cups with the same that was in his cup but before remembering. "Ah, right. Human and your mortality." He casually mentioned, flicking his finger and changing the liquid to one of the few mortal blends he could still recall. "Worry not, for they are not poisoned." He chuckled lightly.

Honestly, doing such a thing would be beneath him, especially when faced with mortals of such fire.

"Now," He brought his cup to his lips. "Why don't you inform me as to what, exactly, has brought you to my doorstep prepared for battle?"

They, once more, exchanged a glance between each other, making sure the king was still in sight before Maddie opened her lips.

"Our son is missing."

---

The summoning was a success.

A terrible, terrible success.

One that the Justice League, One John Constantine especially, had valiantly attempted to stop.

But, unfortunately, once it got going it seemed to be incapable of stopping.

Faced with an entity being summoned from the Infinite Realms, they had called all of the heroes who were capable that weren't occupied. Shazam, unfortunately, was one of said heroes occupied.

Superman and Wonderwoman? Were not. So, at the very least, they had two of their heaviest hitters available.

The circle glowed a toxic green, growing and growing in glow until it reached its zenith.

Then was snuffed out as brightly as it glowed.

The air stilled, followed by a chill that rivaled the chilliest of snowstorms as if they were standing within one that very moment.

The next moment?

Ice.

Pure, unflinching, jagged pillars of ice rose from the circle the same moment it glow returned. Sticking out from the circle haphazardly and nearly impaling those that stood too close.

Mist, thick, blue mist. Rolled from the pillars of ice, descending down onto the floor with a gentleness that was almost deceptive if not occupied by such cold and being completely and utterly unnatural as it was.

The Justice League readied themselves.

[i-tothe-d-tothe-k]

carpe diem but if I do one thing outside my comfort zone I WILL cry

[neil-perrys-suicidal-tendencies]

Nah bro, YOU live in a society. I live in The Dead Poets Society.

[danny-fenton-is-legally-a-nerd]

god I always hate the narrative idea of "if u bully back, ur JUST as bad as the bully"

hated that concept in the show and also in media in general. Like yes, of course if you overdo it, revenge is never good blahblahblah, but fUCK, if a guy mocks me into oblivion and is just an asshole to me 24/7, then i get fucking ghost powers or whatever, of COURSE I PLAY A PRANK ON HIM, wtf. or in movies, when an asshole villain is just like "if you shoot me, youre just as bad as m-" Immediate shot. fuck you. right to jail.

[shoot1ngst4r]

me watching the most life altering, reality shattering edit of something thats deeply embedded in my soul and the fabric of my being but i’m in public so i have to keep it together

(edit by gyll6n on tiktok)

[alienaxe]

The Balfour group was my absolute favorite, even though there were plenty of other groups that very obviously cared for eachother [Malachi’s group for example] because they were the only group who was overly affectionate with each other.

No, not in the sense that they resorted to dog piling as the first choice instead of trying other solutions, in the sense that they had some kind of ritual where if you were leaving camp you would hug the people in your group closest to you. They all genuinely considered eachother found family.

You’re leaving camp to hunt?

Okay, well I’m gonna hug you because I’m near & wish you good luck and remind you that I care about you, call out if you need help we’ll hear

Oh you’re just going out to clear your head?

I’m gonna hug you, alright?

Wdym you’re going on a three day supply run?

Okay stay safe, I’m going to hug the shit out of you before you go or bare minimum pat you on the shoulder

Like it was legit just a rule to hug whoever’s parting with the group because you ‘never know what can happen out there’

like yall are such elementary style cuties wtf

And with such a large group I think they were the only ones to utilize some kind of ‘formation’ for distance travels.

Most traveling groups just walked together (granted of course they did the same on smaller trips) dropping back to talk to each other, letting the kids move around in the group as long as they were within reach, someone can scour out ahead and everyone’s in one spot, if we’re in danger we can always push the kids into the middle of us, right?

Groups that actually did have a set way of travel for emergencies used Line or Wedge formation..

The Balfour group in a way mimicked wolf formation? With the people more at risk of being left behind up front and leading to make sure no one else gets abandoned, then people after those ones to make sure they’re not attacked, or to help them if needed.

Kids and their mothers/set caretakers already in the middle backed by more people who are armed and ready to jump in if needed, Then Norman at the far rear to make sure his family is okay.

With how many people there were in the group—with how many young people they had in the group—honestly I don’t think they would’ve survived as long as they did if they didn’t end up taking that in.

This is great because Slush-monkeys (as so lovingly referred to by Alex) Rarely EVER traveled alone, and despite being the predator in this case, moved in small deer-like “Families” before merging into a herd.

They even had their own form of ‘Yarding up’ during certain weathers which made it hell to travel during winter and fall months.

Groups:

Couples, Coops, Herds, swarm, Nests.

Couples [TPG terminology, originally] were a pair of infected that move together. I don’t think I ever got a real explanation on why they NEVER traveled alone, but they always 100% had another with them, and if you settled for there just being one you were putting yourself in danger.

You were less likely to see couples in colder weather, but they came up more often than you’d think, even if they aren’t long traveling partners they’d slip away from the group in pairs.

Coops[A.P.Ex Termenology, originally]

(4-8) mini groups of infected, usually the case in less populated areas later in the apocalypse but are almost guaranteed

Herd [common terminology, depending on the region is interchangeable with Hoard](12–40-60+?)

Hell on earth and what usually roamed around on the daily, for the first 12 or so years these were more common than coops. These are merged groups that came together through common movement patterns.

Swarm [Rancher Terminology]

Fast moving large groups of infected (usually in fall or winter seasons, with no real set of routing). Slightly larger than herds but not quite nests, these flooded the streets during the beginning, and will litterally topple eachother to grab their victims.

And finally, Nests, general terminology, (100-thousands) cluster/gathering points over the map where they just kind of roam in a specific area unless triggered, no one knows why they do this, most scientists outside of Ulysses didn’t even get a chance to discover this development. The area can be as big as an entire city, but have a sheltered center-point usually inside a building (like the one Norman and Dolph accidentally released, separating the group pre hospital basment)

[onesingularbraincell]

guess who has their very own copy of dps now!!

[willfreakbyers]

Uh huh

Whats with gay people with green sweaters and a brown flannel under it.

[star-crossed-planet]

Today my teacher was writing the date on the board and she went "oh wow March is ending already, time is flying! Seize the day guys!" and I turned to my friend and said "DEAD POETS SOCIETY REFERENCE" and her literal reaction was "... eh?"

im sad

[clonedcadaver]

Finally got around to drawing some actual fanart of danny lmao

"Stupid star boy" cause he is stupid :3

I had no idea what to do for the background so :/

The stars are wonky cause I hand drew them and also they were a pain to do

Also also the pose both was and wasn't a pain to do, I got it down quickly but I had no idea what to do with it lol

He was meant to be facing the other way but his hair is stupid so I flipped him around

No belt cause I forgot it and also no logo cause I didn't want to

I spent 4 hours on this and I dont know how that happened :/